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| Leeftijd | 18 |
| Geboren op | 13/07/1990 |
| Geslacht | v |
| Status | verliefd |
| Woonplaats | Neerpelt - DGH |
| Provincie | |
| Land | Burkina Faso |
Contact | Email | I |
| Msn,Icq.. | Wanna |
| Website | see |
| Chat | the world ! |
Karakter | Lievelingskleur | | alle kleuren van de regenboog
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| woensdag, 17/12/08 12:57 | Lief, ik zoek voor jou
In stof van de wegen
De parels van regen
De parels van dauw
Ik zal heel mijn leven
Werken zonder rust
Om jou licht en lust
Goud en goed te geven
Ik sticht een gebied
Waar de liefde troont
Waar de liefde loont
Waar jouw wil geschiedt
Het wit mint het zwart
Zwakheid mint de kracht
Daglicht mint de nacht
Mijn hart mint jouw hart
.X. | | woensdag, 18/06/08 15:49 | I don't want to be the filler if the void is solely yours
I don't want to be your glass of single malt whiskey
Hidden in the bottom drawer
I don't want to be a bandage if the wound is not mine
Lend me some fresh air
I don't want to be adored for what I merely represent to you
I don't want to be your babysitter
You're a very big boy now
I don't want to be your mother
I didn't carry you in my womb for nine months
Show me the back door
Visiting hours are nine to five and if I show up at ten past six well I
Already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom you see it's
Too much to ask for and I am not the doctor ( and i'm not the )
I don't want to be the sweeper of the eggshells that you walk upon
I don't want to be your other half I believe that one and one make two
I don't want to be your food or the light from the fridge on your face at midnight
Hey what are you hungry for
I don't want to be the glue that holds your pieces together
I don't want to be your idol
See this pedestal is high and I'm afraid of heights
I don't want to be lived through a vicarious occasion
Please open the window
Visiting hours are nine to five and if I show up at ten past six well I
Already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom you see it's
Too much to ask for and I am not the doctor ( and i'm not the )
I don't want to live on someday when my motto is last week
I don't want to be responsible for your fractured heart and its wounded beat
I don't want to be a substitute for the smoke you've been inhaling
Well, what do you thank me
What do you thank me for
Visiting hours are nine to five and if I show up at ten past six well I
Already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom you see it's
Too much to ask for and I am not the doctor | | zondag, 15/06/08 18:59 | And the boys chase the girls with the curls in their hair.
.x. | | zaterdag, 14/06/08 18:53 | And you singing the song thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size
where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?
.x. Amy MacDonald | | zondag, 18/05/08 13:51 | Prom queen  |
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